I'm Buzzin' (feat. Young Savo)
Jchill
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I got too many haters I love it Snakes in the grass need to cut it Gotta' get geeked & say f*ck it If you cock the glock better bust it Run up on me, repercussion Hitting lil' mama, percussion She give me top, like concussion I'm at the top, no discussion I need me some tussin, double cup, sip like it's nothing Lil' mama thick, like a muffin, she ride the dick like it's nothing She f*ck with the kid 'cause he buzzing, none of these bitches get loving None of these suckers get nothing, they ain't bout it, bout it, they bluffing F*ck a hater, rise above it, I be wild'n out in public My bitch is the baddest, yea lil' mama gon' slurp & suck it And I am not the one to f*ck with, not the one to see what's up with I ain't with the beefing, money talk in my discussion The kid coming up, they asking how the f*ck he does it I'm smashing on the gas, got the cash Forrest Gumpin' I just hit the plug, he sell it cheaper by the dozen So I'ma need about a dozen, what I'm smoking got me buzzing Hit the gas & I gun it, I'm going fast & I'm blunted With a super bad bitch, she coming faster than money If you up it better bust it, ain't got time for no running My lil' Nina don't be fronting when it come to discussion Money, power, gas, louder Plenty women, cash, power Run up a check, flex & finesse Respect, I need nothing less I got too many haters I love it Snakes in the grass need to cut it Gotta' get geeked & say f*ck it If you cock the glock better bust it Run up on me, repercussion Hitting lil' mama, percussion She give me top, like concussion I'm at the top, no discussion I need me some tussin, double cup, sip like it's nothing Lil' mama thick, like a muffin, she ride the dick like it's nothing She f*ck with the kid 'cause he buzzing, none of these bitches get loving None of these suckers get nothing, they ain't bout it, bout it, they bluffing Savo, I'm a fucking menace My brain is so strong because I smoke a lot of spinach Meditate every day for no less than 60 minutes These niggas say they sliding, swear to God they ain't spinning Glocky or a Smith'n, but it gotta have extension AR with a scope, he better come with good equipment You live your life for God, boy I'm living with no limit You leave the church of God, 6 seconds you'll be sinning Jump in the 'yo to smoke & drop game All in the booth with demons & gang, gang Niggas be plotting bout robbing they main thing He ran up on me, I shot him, no shame game Boy that's your job, I feel you, you gotta eat That's how it go when thuggin' in these streets You know the game won't get no pity from me I watched him die & close his eyes, put him to sleep I got too many haters I love it Snakes in the grass need to cut it Gotta' get geeked & say f*ck it If you cock the glock better bust it Run up on me, repercussion Hitting lil' mama, percussion She give me top, like concussion I'm at the top, no discussion I need me some tussin, double cup, sip like it's nothing Lil' mama thick, like a muffin, she ride the dick like it's nothing She f*ck with the kid 'cause he buzzing, none of these bitches get loving None of these suckers get nothing, they ain't bout it, bout it, they bluffing
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Written by: Christopher Rudolph, Jordan Hill
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